The Shepherd-Boy and the Wolf

A Shepherd-boy beside a stream
“The Wolf, the Wolf,” was wont to scream,
And when the Villagers appeared,
He'd laugh and call them silly-eared.
A Wolf at last came down the steep—
“The Wolf, the Wolf—my legs, my sheep!”
The creature had a jolly feast,
Quite undisturbed, on boy and beast.

For none believes the liar, forsooth,
Even when the liar speaks the truth.
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